"Get lost!"
The sound tore through the air.
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
Telling Wu Xiujun to get lost, who said that? Although many were already disgusted with Wu Xiujun to the extreme, and found the statement quite satisfying, they still frowned at that moment.
After all, they needed Wu Xiujun for this design, speaking like that now was openly offending him, wasn't it?
Who was it?
Li Chuwen was all too familiar with that voice, and at that moment, her brows tightly knitted together—this was bad.
Xie Qing was of course familiar with the voice as well, and felt moved inside.
The other designers looked shocked, glancing around, searching for the source of the voice.
Wu Xiujun was furious as well, someone had dared to tell him to get lost. Who was so bold? No one in Jianghai had dared to insult him like this before. Who was courting death?
"Who cursed at me, step forward!"
